Don’t Repeat Yourself
Thursday, May 1st, 2008The Wife plays tennis on some nights at our local park. On those nights I watch the kids. First, we clean up the mess they made on the floor, then I clean up the mess they made on themselves, and then they all go to bed. Last night while the kids where cleaning I had to go to the bathroom. While I was indisposed, my wife called and left a message asking us to bring her a bottle of water. After I got out of the bathroom, I saw the flashing light on the answering machine and played the message… (more…)